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letra de 999 - og don

[intro]
drip and this sh-t tatted on me
this drip and this sh-t tatted on me, yeah
yeah, let’s go
let’s go, let’s go

[chorus]
this drip and this sh-t tatted on me
i been duggin’ and dodgin’ the police
from chicago but i live in cali
in the i8 i ride through the valley
i been poppin’ these percys and addys
my heart racin’, this beat in my body
i might pull up and shoot
i don’t give a f-ck about you
i’ma just live my life
and i’m gon’ do me
b-tch you should worry about me
why do you think we’re cool? (yeah)
i don’t even f-ck witchu
my diamonds playing peek-a-boo (yeah)

[verse]
i’m playing these hoes like piano
shot his foot off, he wearing his sandals
i stay lit, you can call me a candle
30 out the glock, thats julius randal
i’m in melrose and i’m ridin’ in a lambo
pull up on your block, start shootin’ like rambo
amiri my jeans with a gucci flanel
double c’s on my girl, put it on her backbone
i’ma lean addict, i’ma sip till the ac gone
walked in the mall, heard my son got a ringtone
2008 soulja boy, that’s a theme song
she facetimed me and i kissed her through the phone
my momma likely that we eat alone
my heart broke so i take it to the dome
run up in my home then this home alone
i bet you won’t take sh-t that i own
[chorus]
this drip and this sh-t tatted on me
i been duggin’ and dodgin’ the police
from chicago but i live in cali
in the i8 i ride through the valley
i been poppin’ these percys and addys
my heart racin’, this beat in my body
i might pull up and shoot
i don’t give a f-ck about you
i’ma just live my life
and i’m gon’ do me
b-tch you should worry about me
why do you think we’re cool? (yeah)
i don’t even f-ck witchu
my diamonds playing peek-a-boo (yeah)

[verse 2]
b-tterflys on the cope, yeah i’m soarin’
caught an opp at the gas station, i’m scorin’
this lean so thick, it’s just like pourin’
i’m ridin’ the foreign and you ridin’ the tourist
i’m so hot, lil’ b-tch i’m scorchin’
f-ck on your b-tch then you know i’mma [?]
hit up my plug for more drugs, i need more lean
trippin’ that sh-t that’s why i bleed
i know he ain’t gon’ risk his life for me
and you’ll see we got them .233s
fourteen shots out the glock, that’s danny green
i was really on the block, i was swervin’ on them fiends
but dirty b-tch, i wanna be clean
if you know better then you do better
copping 24/7, don’t care about the weather
these n-ggas lightweight, just like a feather
your b-tch won’t cheat unless you let her
r.i.p juice, that was my brother
for my fans i won’t go undercover
if you play with the gang, it’s gon’ be a murder
you a lame and a shame, you is a hurter
[chorus]
this drip and this sh-t tatted on me
i been duggin’ and dodgin’ the police
from chicago but i live in cali
in the i8 i ride through the valley
i been poppin’ these percys and addys
my heart racin’, this beat in my body
i might pull up and shoot
i don’t give a f-ck about you
i’ma just live my life
and i’m gon’ do me
b-tch you should worry about me
why do you think we’re cool? (yeah)
i don’t even f-ck witchu
my diamonds playing peek-a-boo (yeah)

- og don

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